If there’s one thing you should know about Liz Harris, aka Grouper, it’s this—buy every record.
Recorded live at the Martin-Gropius-Bau (Berlin) on the nights of April 4-7, 1985.
The granddaddy of outsider art, Adolf Wölfli (1864 – 1930), lived out his adult life inside Waldau Clinic in Bern after a series of failed child molestation attempts (Wölfli was abused as a child, orphaned at age 10, and suffered from psychosis and hallucinations). He […]
“Certain unexpected windfalls … come of improvising on an instrument one doesn’t really know how to use.” ~ Jean Dubuffet
Marcel Duchamp published his 6 double-sided Rotoreliefs, he referred to them as optical entertainment, in 1935. These discs were meant to be ‘played’ on a turntable at 33 1/3.
The Acid Room, Hollywood Hospital, New Westminster, Canada I know a place, a place where, for a price, you can take LSD and be guided on your trip by the “Johnny Appleseed of LSD” while listening to Bach on thehifi and staring at Salvatore Dali.
Did you ever wonder what the inside of a Fi looks like? Between the sheets, so to speak? I’m not talking about capacitor types and signal path lengths, I’m talking about seeing past the parts into the heart and soul of the beast to have […]
It started innocently enough—I’d responded to an odious email from an angry and obnoxious reader who was responding to my Stereophile AWSI but asked JA and Stephen to give it quick read-through before I hit send to make sure I was being clear. I have […]
I was born in Chicago in 1949. I was a skinny feminine nerdy kid that couldn’t sit still. I didn’t talk. I was a ‘rocker’. I called it “bouncing”. Whenever I sat in a chair, I rocked back-and-forth. My parents were embarrassed and none of […]